Li Mu pretended to be taught, pondered for a while, and said worriedly: "Old gentleman, no matter what, the word 'demon star' doesn't sound very good. I hope that the old gentleman can help me keep this matter a secret. You
You know what I know, so don’t let the third person know.”
Sun Simiao raised his eyelids and said: "Boy, you really put people in front of you and don't need people behind you. Just now you called me an old man, but now you want me to help you hide it, so you changed your name to old sir? Are you calling me an old man?"
Do you take it seriously?"
Li Mu saw that he was too soft to eat, so he had to be tough. He stared and said: "Old man! Do you know that your life is in my hands now? As long as I give an order... No, there is no need to give an order."
Come on, I can strangle you to death myself!"
"Really?" Sun Simiao smiled slightly and said: "I have been traveling around for more than sixty years and have never seen anyone. If I didn't have a few skills, how could I survive today? If you want to strangle me... why not give it a try?
?”
"Do you think I dare not?"
"You try."
"I..." Li Mu's eyes rolled around. When he saw Sun Simiao glance at the medicine bowl, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart. Could it be that this old guy was poisoned? Or, could he know Kung Fu? Even if he knew Kung Fu, this old man was over seventy years old.
Well, as people age and their muscles and bones no longer function as energy, they probably won’t be able to survive either...
What is he relying on?
Li Mu stared at Sun Simiao and did not move rashly. Sun Simiao looked at him indifferently, looking calm and composed.
After a confrontation that lasted about a stick of incense, Li Mu still didn't take the risk. It wasn't that he didn't dare, but he had some respect for the three words "Sun Simiao" in his heart. After all, he was a miracle doctor who would be famous in later generations. If he died,
In his hands, there was still such a shady reason, and he felt a little sorry for future generations.
"Okay, tell me your conditions."
Sun Simiao smiled and said without beating around the bush: "Printing the book for me."
"What book?"
""A Thousand Gold Prescriptions"."
Li Mu was stunned for a moment. He had heard of this name before. According to history books, Sun Simiao lived in seclusion in Taibai Mountain and wrote "Thousands of Gold Prescriptions". Li Mu still remembered the comments on "Thousands of Gold Prescriptions" in history books, saying that it was the earliest clinical encyclopedia in China.
The whole book.
Seeing Li Mu's silence, Sun Simiao thought he was worried about money, and said: "I also know that printing books costs a lot of money. It is indeed a bit despicable to threaten you with this. But I really have no choice. This book I wrote is "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions"
》, the prescriptions recorded are what I have accumulated over the past few decades of practicing medicine. Many drugs are very common. If people know the prescriptions, they can cure many diseases by picking the medicines themselves without spending money. I am alone in my abilities.
After all, it is limited. Even if I work day and night, how many people can be saved? But if every village in the Tang Dynasty had a copy of "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions" and the people all understood "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions", the number of lives that could be saved would be very small.
Too much. You invented printing and you are in charge of the printing superintendent. If I don’t look for you, who should I look for?”
Li Mu was unhappy when he heard this and said: "You go to the imperial court! Don't I have to listen to your majesty too?"
Sun Simiao smiled bitterly and said: "I looked for it. I told you this when I saw your Majesty. Your Majesty told me that the Ministry of Civil Affairs has no money left and the internal funds are also very empty..." As he said that, Sun Simiao looked at Li Mu.
Understanding what he meant, he pointed at himself and said, "Then your Majesty pushed me out?"
Sun Simiao smiled sheepishly and said: "Zhuluhou is really smart. Your Majesty told me that Zhuluhou has a noble character and regards money as dirt. Your Majesty also gave me a copy of Datang Daily..." After saying that, Sun Simiao came out of his arms.
He took out a copy of Datang Daily, which was the reprinted issue, pointed to the 'Spread Money' advertisement on it, and said: "Your Majesty said that you have money but no place to spend it. When I saw the contents of this newspaper,
It really is. So I thought, since you have nowhere to spend your money, why not help me print books and benefit the people? Wouldn’t it be nice?"
"Beautiful!" Li Mu said angrily: "I earned my own money. I didn't steal it or rob it. What's the trouble with you? I can spend it how I like. You don't need to spend it for me.
Huh? Old man, I am very suspicious now that what you just told me is all a lie. You just made up stories to tease me and treat me like a fool just to get me to agree to print your book? It’s really annoying!
"
When Sun Simiao saw that Li Mu was about to fall out, he acted like a scoundrel and said: "The matter has come to this, and it is useless to talk more. Zhuluhou, if you don't help me print the book, I will report you in front of His Majesty, saying that you are
The demon star comes to the world. It’s up to you how to choose!”
"These are all nonsense. Your Majesty is so wise. How can I believe you?"
"Whether it's nonsense or not, it's not you who says it, and it's not me who says it. If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it. Why don't you take a gamble and see if your Majesty believes it or not?"
Li Mu was so angry that he almost fainted. How could this person be an outsider? He was clearly a scoundrel. Li Mu pointed at Sun Simiao, his fingers trembling, and said: "You old man, how can you be such a scoundrel? I still treat you as a scoundrel in vain."
Foreign expert! You... you are an old man and disrespectful, you are an old man and do not practice cultivation!"
Sun Simiao chuckled lightly and said: "Boy, you can say whatever you like. I have lived for seventy or eighty years. I have seen everyone and experienced everything. I have long taken everything lightly. Even if you scold me for seven days and seven nights, I will
It doesn’t matter, as long as you help me print the book!”
Li Mu glared at him bitterly, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll pay to help you print books! But there must be a number, how many books to print!"
Sun Simiao raised a finger and said: "Ten thousand copies!"
"Bah!" Li Mu spat at Sun Simiao and said, "Old man, do you really think I am a coin maker? How many pages does a book have, ten thousand? How dare you say that! Go and tell His Majesty,
At worst, I'll go back to Mayi and become a commoner, so I won't suffer from your cowardice!"
Sun Simiao also knew that he had spoken too much, so he quickly said with a smile: "Young man, you are very angry. Don't be angry, it can be discussed. If ten thousand is not enough, then... eight thousand?"
"Three thousand!"
"Five thousand!"
"two thousand!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" Sun Simiao saw that Li Mu was shouting less and less, and he couldn't keep his posture, so he kept saying: "Three thousand! Three thousand, okay! Just do what you said, three thousand copies!"
After saying that, Sun Simiao sighed and said: "You, you, don't know how to respect the old man at all. At my age, can't you just let me go? You won't give in at all, you..."
"You also know that you are an old man, can you act like an elder? You are threatening a young man like me, and you have the nerve to say that I won't let you go. How can I let you? Printing books is free? How much does an extra thousand copies cost? You
If you take money, you can print as much as you want!"
In fact, Li Mu was willing to help. He did not hesitate to do this kind of thing because of medical books and benefiting the people. The reason why he bargained was because he had to do this. Otherwise, he would not be able to live in the future. Today
It's a book printing, I don't know what it will be tomorrow. They come to us for everything, and no amount of money is enough!
After the agreement was reached, the tense atmosphere disappeared. Sun Simiao was about to leave. There were still so many people waiting for him to see a doctor at the door of his residence.
"Wait a minute!" Li Mu suddenly thought of something and stopped Sun Simiao.
Sun Simiao stopped and turned around and asked, "What, do you want to regret it?"
"No." Li Mu said disdainfully: "With only three thousand books, I won't go back on my word. But I suddenly thought of something. Old man, I can't accept your threats in vain. You have to do something for me."
Sun Simiao returned to the bed and sat down, looked at Li Mu, and asked cautiously: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it first."
"Since you are here to see me, you have to know something about it. How about this, if someone asks you about my condition, you just say that I have a brain disease. I get sick from time to time, and when I get sick, I do some deviant things.
It's not under my control." After a pause, Li Mu added: "And there is no cure for this disease, and it can't be cured. I can only take medicine to maintain it. Yes, that's it!"
Sun Simiao resolutely said: "No! I have been practicing medicine for many years and I am very virtuous. How can I help you deceive people?"
"I'll print you two thousand more copies! Five thousand in total! OK or not, just one word!"
"If that's the case... For the sake of the people, telling a little lie seems harmless."
"..." Li Mu has finally figured out the character of the old man Sun Simiao. If Yuan Tiangang has just a hint of a charlatan, then Sun Simiao is the ancestor of charlatans. This old man is really too slippery.
After talking about everything, Li Mu was not in a hurry and let Sun Simiao go. He called out to the cook in the house to prepare a banquet, and asked about Ziwei Dou Shu and Yao Xing.
Speaking of these two things, Sun Simiao acted like an outsider again. He stroked his beard and said leisurely: "Ziwei Dou Shu, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but that you are with this
No luck."
Li Mu said displeasedly: "Old man, you just said that whether you believe it or not, there is nothing. It can be seen that you yourself are not sure about this thing. Why are you talking about fate or not? Can you put down your air of being a worldly expert?
Once you let go, I won’t follow your tricks, you can’t deceive me!”
Sun Simiao smiled and said: "Boy, whether it is Zi Wei Dou Shu or Xu Negi's Xiang Shu, since it can be passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, there is a reason why it can be passed down. There are some things that cannot be explained. Just take
Speaking of physiognomy, I got Xu Negative's physiognomy book in my early years, but I didn't learn it. I can learn it, but I don't learn it. Why not learn it, because I have a feeling in the dark that I shouldn't learn this book.
So I learned Ziwei Dou Shu. When I met Yuan Tiangang, I had another feeling. I got the Xu Negative Letter just to give it to him, so I gave it to him. Why is this? I also
I don’t know. The Tao follows nature, the Tao follows nature... It’s natural. People are not immortals, so let nature take its course!”
Li Mu was confused and said: "Old man, I don't understand what you said, so I won't ask you any questions. Just tell me what you said about a demon star or a disaster star. Is this really the case, or is it a disaster?
Is it just to trick me? Don’t worry, I promise to print five thousand copies for you, and there won’t be any less, to be honest.”
Sun Simiao pondered for a while, then his expression suddenly became extremely serious and said: "True."